The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 25: One dream for five thousand years
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Five great immortal forces, enter the sealed world!
Take a brief overview, and is rapidly expanding.
The five major forces have learned the lessons of the great sacred court in the past, and they did not rush forward. After winning a city, they moved forward slowly.
As soon as the rebellion came out, many ancient families in the world immediately sent strong men to quell the rebellion.
But this time, it ended without a problem. Immortal strongman, too strong!
After several immortals died. The world was in an uproar again.
The strength of these five forces spread all over the world in an instant.
Countless families are looking forward to news from Julu Academy.
In the past, Julu Academy was extremely strong, and the slightest rebellion was immediately suppressed. But this time, Julu Academy did not make any more moves, and even the "Book of Contributions to the Rebellion" was not sacrificed.
Fifty years later.
Five forces, each occupying a large territory.
But there is still no news from Julu Academy.
At this moment, everyone in the world understands that even the Julu Academy can't afford to come from these five forces!
Surrender?
After seeing the tyranny of the five major forces, some young cultivators had the idea of taking refuge.
However, some entrenched big families have not surrendered.
Not everyone is confused. Some ancestors who have been thousands of years old have naturally seen the situation in the world.
In a family. In a conference hall, a group of powerful family members gathered.
"The ancestors, Ten Thousand Confucian Sacred Sects, for my family, it can be said to be the most benevolent, teach me the exercises, and even the immortal exercises you need, the ancestors only need to agree to join the Ten Thousand-Russian Sacred Sects. Everything It's at your fingertips!" exclaimed a rather young man.
Leading a majestic old man, gently shook his head.
"Old ancestors, don't you still think about Dazhen, do you? It's been more than three thousand years, and that Dazhen has long been gone!" the young man said anxiously.
The old man shook his head and said: "Asshole, what do you know! More than three thousand years ago, the strongest genius in our family was worthy of being selected by the Holy Supreme. If he came back that day, one person could reach our whole clan! "
"Is it that great that day?"
"Amazing? He practiced the same technique as you, how long did you practice it for the first time?" The old man said solemnly.
"Ten years!"
"Ten years? Haha, your old ancestor, only practiced for a month!" The old man said solemnly.
"Huh? How is it possible?"
"Even so, your ancestor was almost excluded when he was selecting talents from all over the world!" The old man said solemnly.
"How is it possible?" the young man exclaimed.
"Sage is not something you can guess, these immortals are really as good as you said? Ten thousand Confucian sages?" the old man said solemnly.
"Ten Thousand Confucian Sages, that is a large-scale dojo, an upgraded version of the holy land, the heaven and earth karma with birth status is better than Dazhen!" said the young man.
"Life? Haha, in the past Daqi Shengting was also the world karma of life, how many people were sent down, and what was the result?" the old man said in a deep voice.
"The tiger is not at home, the monkey is the king. The monkey will always be just a monkey. When the tiger returns, everything will be overthrown!" The ancestor said solemnly.
"But, Yan Chuan has been away for thousands of years, and he hasn't returned yet, why...!" the young man shouted.
"Bold!" The old man stared in his eyes.
"The most talented person in our family is just a small official in Dazhen. The name of the sage is something you can directly call? I have already decided. Since we can't resist the sacred religion of Ten Thousand Confucians, then we will go. , The tribe moves to Central Shenzhou!" The old man said solemnly.
"Ah? Old ancestors, why do you want to do this? We are here, there are sacred religions!" The young man was still a little stubborn.
"Huh, those who don't leave with the whole clan will cut off the family relationship. From now on, they will no longer belong to our family!" The ancestor said solemnly.
The young man was anxious.
The ancestor flicked his sleeves and left with a group of other people of high prestige.
Everyone left, leaving behind a few young people and an old man.
"Grandpa Five, are we wrong?" The young man smiled bitterly.
The old man shook his head and said: "Although I have never experienced the great zen of the past, I know that the rise of our family depends entirely on the monument. Without the monument, we are only the lowest-level cultivators. Your generation People, some have forgotten to be grateful!"
Speaking, the old man stepped away.
The major clans in the world, after being unable to resist the five great immortal forces, can only migrate among the clans for the sake of their aspirations.
Although it has been more than 3,000 years, the blessing of the 3,000-day monument is the blessing of the land. Countless practitioners still care about Dazhen, and at the same time, they all believe in the promise from Yan Chuan.
More and more families have moved to Zhongshenzhou.
And the five great immortal forces, as they expand their territories, are also extremely slow.
Nan Shenzhou, the sacred religion of Ten Thousand Confucians.
"Asshole, I just asked you to recruit disciples. You actually said, those people are not willing to join us?" Hu Yanboyu said solemnly.
"Yes, Dazhen's influence is too deep-rooted. Many families would rather choose to migrate than surrender!" A big scholar frowned.
Hu Yan Boyu's face is slightly ugly. It has been three years, except for the use of force to seize the city, the few disciples received are pitiful, even if the city is seized, the city management is extremely difficult!
"Associate Master, what shall we do now? Or, go directly to Julu Academy and destroy Julu Academy! Cut off the thoughts of this world!" a big scholar said solemnly.
"No, wait a minute, the five great powers enter, and Miejulu Academy is only a bird in the early stage. The bird in the early stage has never died early. I don't believe it, it has been three thousand years. The people of this world still have a big heart!" Hu Yanboyu said solemnly.
"How do you do that?"
"Continue to strengthen my teaching, the blessings of the Tianbei? We also set up the Tianbei. There are still many younger generations in this world!" Hu Yanboyu said solemnly.
"Yes!"
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None of the five major forces went to Julu Academy, and they are constantly expanding their power.
Julu Academy did not stop it either, not unwilling, but simply unable to stop it.
Julu Academy.
"From Nanshenzhou, another three hundred families moved here!"
"From Beishenzhou, another two hundred families have moved here!"
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The news came one by one, and the immortals frowned and analyzed.
"Well, let's go down!" Meng Lingtian said.
"Yes!"
Everyone was screened back, only the immortals were left, and the immortals smiled bitterly.
"For more than three thousand years, the charm of Dazhen is so great!" A fairy smiled bitterly.
"Yes, so it seems, I can continue to drag on!" Meng Lingtian nodded.
"The five powers, each throwing a rat, this world is a hard bone. These people are only subordinates of a powerful force in the immortal world. How can they be better than Yan Chuan in ambition and means?" Another fairy smiled. Tao.
"Let's drag it!" everyone finally made up their minds.
So, in the 4th and 500th year when Yanchuan entered the immortal world!
The five major forces, everywhere in the world, have also established their feet one after another, and at the same time continue to march towards the Central God Continent.
In this troubled world, new heroes have been born again.
From the Ten Thousand Scholars Sacred Religion, please get the Fengshen Ce and Tiance, the founding of the country, and the founding of the ancestors. The Ten Thousand Confucian Sacred Religions are willing to chaos after seeing these heroes, and they also fully support it.
Suddenly, in addition to these five immortal forces, ten kingdoms and twenty sects appeared in this world, scattered all over the world, encircling the Central God Continent.
In Zhongshenzhou, one by one the strong crossed the catastrophe to become a fairy. Under the arrangement of Julu Academy, lurking and rising, also formed another force.
However, this force is difficult to compete with other forces in the world.
Almost five hundred years have passed.
Yan Chuan entered the fifth millennium of the immortal world.
Nan Shenzhou, the sacred religion of Ten Thousand Confucians. In a huge palace.
"Julu Academy actually deceived the Zhongshenzhou strong in order to stabilize the people's hearts of the Zhongshenzhou strong, saying that Yan Chuan would return soon, but to this day, Yan Chuan has no trace of coming back!" A big scholar Shen said.
"I waited for the previous speculation that Yan Chuan might still be hiding somewhere in this world, which seems unrealistic! Five thousand years, how can these ten million people hide?"
"Yes, Julu Academy, ignorant of current affairs, gathering people to stir the world's audiovisual. Two thousand years, we have been here for two thousand years. I have endured enough!" Hu Yanboyu said solemnly.
"Ah? Vice-master, what shall we do?" a big scholar asked.
"Nan Shenzhou, my Ten Thousand Confucian Sacred Religion has reached one million religious people. I will let you know. Three days later, I will go to Julu Academy to expose Meng Lingtian's lies and take control of the endless power of Zhong Shenzhou!" Hu Yan Boyu Said.
"Yes!" a group of big scholars answered.
Ten Thousand Confucian Sacred Sects, millions of Confucian cultivators, led by a group of immortals, holding the sacred mountain, and taking the entire city and the sea of luck and clouds to fly quickly towards the Central God Continent. It's as if Yan Chuan was flying with Yanjing.
At this moment, there are already a lot of immortals in the Sealed Realm. Regardless of the major forces, or the Julu Academy, there are immortals hiding in the surrounding areas to find out secrets everywhere.
The sacred religion of Ten Thousand Confucian scholars, the sacred religion invaded the Central Shenzhou, and the news spread to all the forces immediately.
The other four immortal forces, the leader of the team, immediately got the news.
"Huyan Boyu? He finally can't sit still?" a strong leader exclaimed.
"Huyan Bo Yuju teaches invasion? Hahaha, it's really great!"
"Let's go, let's see, what kind of sparks come from the collision between Wanru Sage and Julu Academy!"
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Strong forces continue to fly towards Zhongshenzhou.
And in the Central Shenzhou.
Julu Academy also got news.
"Ten Thousand Confucian Sacred Sects, Ju Sects invaded?" Meng Lingtian frowned.
"It's been five thousand years, five thousand years, the Great Sage, I will wake up soon!" a fairy exclaimed.
"Huyan Boyu, but the great immortal! Rumor has it that the great immortal is stronger than the Gongyang Taolue. In this world, the great immortal is respected, and the great sage is still not awakened. My Julu Academy is a little struggling!" The fairy frowned.
"Invasion of the teachings? Huh, it has not been used for two thousand years. The horse reported to the world, invited the world's heroes to fend off foreign enemies together, Julu Academy, and then use the "Plain Rebellion Merit Book"" Meng Lingtian said solemnly.
"Okay!" the fairy answered.
As soon as the Ping Rebellion Contribution Book was published, the heroes of Zhongshenzhou were in an uproar. Numerous powerful men came to Julu Academy to assist Julu Academy and prepare to resist the sacred religion of Ten Thousand Confucians!
Julu Academy.
Meng Lingtian looked at the powerful men who came around five thousand years ago. There was a wry smile.
"The charm of Dazhen is too great! For five thousand years, these people are still interested in Dazhen!" Meng Lingtian sighed.
At this moment, in the distance, a huge floating city slowly flies over.
Above the floating city, the awe-inspiring spirit soared into the sky, and the awe-inspiring righteousness of millions of Confucian scholars dyed the entire southern blue sky into white.
On the top of the floating city, Hu Yan Boyu holds a white feather fan in his hand. Looking arrogantly at Julu Academy in the distance.
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